Half-stepping: checked only two gas stations instead of four today.
Can you feel the savings? The economy roaring?
During my errands this morning I noticed a gas station on Montgomery rocking the $3.99, so when I slipped out for a short bike ride later in the day I checked half of my usual suspects and they were as you see — up a dime since March 14, and up 40 cents or better since March 10.
I’d expect to see some even steeper prices at 7-Eleven directly. 7-Eleven Inc. may have its headquarters in Irvine, Texas, but it’s a wholly owned subsidiary of Seven-Eleven Japan, and I can’t imagine Corporate found Cadet Bonespurs’ little jape about Pearl Harbor a real knee-slapper.
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Perfect time to take a long road trip….not…as my better half and her friend Kate found out.
I feel their pain … I had been thinking of a road trip myself. I’m ’bout all wore out from all this winning, bruh.
For completeness, you could add the price at the casino. You’ll get a benchmark for the lowest price with the added benefit of a nice little climb home.
Good thinking! I’ve only done that climb once this year, back on Feb. 10. Nice, steady grade. And probably no ninjas trying to filet you, the way there is down to the bosque lately.
• Addendum: Cycled past the casino station today. $3.49, the last nickel bargain in Albuquerque. Didn’t stop for a photo; I was busy being very slow on the climb to County Line BBQ (29 minutes, 30 seconds).
Times like these drive a troglodyte further back in the dark.
Gas here in Sierra Vista was $4.05 this morning. Diesel was 5.19!
I’m sorry to announce I’ve been involved lately in deportations. Yes, I’ve live trapped possums and raccoons almost daily and relocated them outside the estate grounds. Biggly. Like 5 miles away. Last year they tore up the vegetable gardens no matter what we did to halt the onslaught. They began attacks on the bird feeders and escalated the War on Herb past my breaking point. And, broke a brand new feeder too. With inflation on the rise I’m gonna need those vegetables intact I tells ya. The coyote we’ve seen on the trail cams hasn’t done squat to check the marauders so I’m firing he/she from patrol duty.
Never met a coyote I could count on …
Predators in general … so overrated.
The other day, walking the pups on the trail, we cross some open space … from the port side, comes a fluffy white tail Peter Rabbit, hopping along, peepers glued on us. From the starboard, an adult fox, similarly staring us down.
The two practically bumped into each other, like a couple of mall-trotting teenagers glued to their phones.
No evasive maneuvers from the hare. No “too close for missiles, I’m switching to guns” from the bushy-tailed one.
I guess if they don’t see those Mutual of Omaha cameras rolling, they don’t bring their A-game
Deer, coons and skunks do the business here. Although we see less of them since the neighbors on either side got perpetually barking dogs. This is also why there are such long stretches of silence between episodes of Radio Free Dogpatch.
“Grandpa, tell us, what did you do during the War on Herb?”
Let me tell ya, youngins, there I was, knee deep in hand grenade pins, flak so thick you could walk on it …